Li Changkong's swordsmanship is all on the three loose iron swords, at this time the iron sword is controlled by others, but it is beyond his expectations, he has also seen a lot of martial artists with strong external skills, but no one can do this level, at most, it can resist the impact of ordinary swords, no one dares to resist his three iron swords, but Zhang Zheng refreshed Li Changkong's cognition, the sword qi was slashed on his body, and he couldn't even leave the white seal, how to fight.

"The sword is a good sword, but it's a pity that it's useless to me. Zhang Zheng said in a deep voice, holding the iron sword with one hand, and carrying the cold ice true qi with the other, he stroked it from the sword, and the iron sword was immediately frozen.

"Poof", with a soft sound, the three iron swords were inserted side by side on the hard stone slab, and only half of the sword body was still exposed. With a little banter in his eyes, he turned to Li Changkong and said in a deep voice: "If there are any other tricks, let's use them together." ”

Hearing this, Li Changkong frowned, pulled out the iron sword on his back with his backhand and held it in his hand, the sword looked at the iron sword inserted in the ground, and then fell on Zhang Zheng's body, this white-clothed young man gave the old man too strong an invisible oppression, Li Changkong found it hard to believe that his vertical and horizontal sword formation method would be easily broken by a young man, at this time, the horror on his face dissipated, and his eyes flashed with essence.

As an elder of the Beishan Sword Sect, he couldn't back down even when he knew that he was invincible. At this time, what Li Changkong carried was not only his personal reputation, but also the prestige accumulated by the Beishan Sword Gate for thousands of years.

Zhang Zheng also knew this, so he didn't plan to let Li Changkong lose too ugly. After all, he will be the city lord of Tianxue City in the near future, and it is not a good thing to offend the Beishan Sword Gate too much, if it was not concerned before, Li Changkong would have become a dead man long ago.

"I'm curious, which sect and sect are you. Li Changkong hummed, his mind had been thinking, but from the methods used by Zhang Zheng, the old man couldn't see the slightest number of ways at all, and he said secretly: "Could it be that this kid is not from the Northern Regions." This is the only way to explain it. However, in this world, who can guess the system, the old man's guess is not unreasonable.

Zhang Zheng chuckled lightly and only said: "There is no door, no faction, self-taught." There was nothing wrong with this, but when Li Changkong heard this, his face suddenly became hot, and he only felt that Zhang Zheng was humiliating him, so he shouted: "The boy who hides his head and tail, the victory or defeat is not scored, let me teach you how to treat the seniors in the rivers and lakes." ”

The black sword waved, Li Changkong jumped up, rose to a height of seven or eight zhang, held the long sword, the robe "whirred" sounded, and stabbed a sword straight at him, fluttering like a frightening wave, leaving a pale black sword mark in the air, the sword qi was agitated, and the wind was rolling.

Without the three swords, Li Changkong is also a peerless swordsman, and he is angry with a sword, and he has exerted eleven percent of his skills, which cannot be underestimated. Zhang Zheng didn't use the King Kong Immortal Skill, that would be too boring, he also took out the long knife and slashed it straight.

"Bell", the crisp sound of gold and iron pierced people's eardrums, the sword light and the shadow of the knife shattered, under the impact of two internal forces, shattered the ground within a radius of ten zhang, the gravel splashed, smoke and dust everywhere, these gravel were comparable to sharp hidden weapons, and the two people watching the battle in the distance could not dodge, and were directly beaten into a sieve, and the nearby wall was also collapsed.

"Goodong" The people of Beishan Jianmen couldn't help swallowing their saliva, and ran back one by one, for fear that they would become the same as those two unlucky ghosts, and they would suffer in vain.

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There was another fierce wind, the iron sword and the long knife clashed, the sword qi and the sword light collided, setting off a storm, and a moment later a powerful impact crossed the air from a height of three zhang, splitting the smoke and dust in two.

The two figures flew out upside down at the same time, like geese across the sky, sweeping seven or eight feet away, each stopping on a corner, but it was inseparable.

Zhang Zheng's face was calm, there was a pavilion under his feet, a knife in one hand, luck in the other, a trace of white frost spread out from the soles of his feet, a few breaths shrouded the pavilion, he swallowed the cold ice true qi beside him, the long knife was also covered with a thin layer of white ice, the cold air diffused out, the surrounding temperature plummeted, and even the sun shone on people, it was ice.

"Chop", his tongue bloomed with spring thunder, he toe a little, his hands were open, his sleeves were shared, and he rose three feet out of thin air, only when the internal qi in his chest dissipated, he held his hands together, and with both hands he grasped the five-foot long knife and slashed out into the air in front of him.

Then, the air in front of him split into a crack, just like the scene when the lake was cut open, the air in front of Zhang Zheng turned white bubbles, separating to both sides, the crack became bigger and bigger, farther and farther away, and when he arrived in front of Li Changkong, it was already three zhang in size, looking at it from a distance, like a long black knife cutting off his head.

Hundreds of ways are one, there is only one knife, this kind of knife path, faintly began to embark on the road of simplifying the complex, Zhang Zheng began to slowly abandon the knife moves, because every knife he cut out now is the strongest move, this kind of realm, very similar to Dugu seeking defeat without a trick to win a move.

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"Bell" The crack in the air was blocked by an iron sword, this knife contained the ultimate knife intent, and it was not so easy to catch, Li Changkong held the hilt of the sword in one hand, and the palm of the other hand was propped up on the back of the sword, sparks splashed everywhere, the whole person couldn't stop retreating, the courtyard wall under his feet lasted less than half a breath, and then collapsed, losing his focus, Li Changkong's complexion changed greatly, and then he retreated, forcibly took a breath, his toes clicked in the air, and he took advantage of the momentum to rise, and avoided this knife dangerously, the white sword robe flew, the old man did not retreat but advanced, the black sword rolled up a layer of dense sword qi, splashed and sprinkled in the air, and broke out a series of explosions, Li Changkong's sword momentum suddenly came out, and a sword slashed out, bringing up layers of sword shadows, actually gave up the defense and opened the empty door.

The strongest defense is to attack, Li Changkong's empty door is just a false move, the iron sword in his hand is in front of him, if Zhang Zheng is careless, he will take the empty door directly, then he will be shrouded by his sword momentum in an instant, and fall into the endless sword qi, even if he does not die, it will not be better.

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Li Changkong's mind Zhang Zheng is not clear, but he avoided the empty door, after the tempering of the system, Zhang Zheng's intuition for fighting is extremely keen, he chuckled, the long knife is impartial, but it is aimed at Li Changkong, the cold knife qi is cut down, filled with a terrible chill, frontal fighting, how is the old and frail Li Changkong his opponent, just two knives were cut off the corners of his clothes, and he was dragged into the knife light, the sword momentum can not be used, often Li Changkong's move has not been used, it is necessary to forcibly change the move to defend, in the long run, can only be consumed alive。

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Not far below, the six disciples of the Beishan Sword Sect who followed Li Changkong out of the mountain gate were extremely anxious, they were not stupid, they naturally saw the situation of their own elders, without external interference, they would soon be defeated. These six people are all disciples who are closer to Li Changkong, and they have a lot of teaching, the three disciples of the innate realm are not weak in their own strength, and they have the idea of containment in their hearts, after a few glances, the three of them shot together, slapped out the long sword on their backs, and pinched the sword trick, and the three iron swords stabbed straight towards Zhang Zheng's heart, throat, and eyebrows, this is not the old man's sword method, but an ordinary internal force control, these three iron swords did contain Zhang Zheng, so that he had to take a step back to avoid the edge.

Seeing this, the disciples of the Beishan Sword Sect at the bottom showed joy in their eyes, and they were about to withdraw the iron sword, but at this time, Zhang Zheng was interested, laughed, and the five fingers of his free left hand bent and grabbed the three iron swords that fell.

"Old man, I can do your swordsmanship too. He chuckled and said, "Control the crane and capture the dragon", the internal force rotated, and a powerful suction force was generated between the five fingers, and the three iron swords flew towards him uncontrollably, and then suspended three feet in front of him, shaking constantly.

The beggar gang is peerless, and the dragon capture skill has shined in Qiao Feng's hands, Zhang Zheng borrowed the blessing of absorbing the Dafa of absorbing power, so that it is not weak, without waiting for Li Changkong to react, he pushed with his left hand, and the iron sword stabbed at the three disciples of the Beishan Sword Gate, castrating like a rainbow, Zhang Zheng didn't want their lives, just smashed the true qi of the three people's body protection, and the iron sword fell to the ground with a "bang".

"Why don't you kill us?" said one of them angrily.